I killed you again.
I stand
there,
looking at your cold lifeless
body.
What have I done?
I killed you.
First with my words .
And now,
I killed you with my hands.
I'm a
monster,
from deepest part of hell.
A tear rolls down
my
pale
cheeks.
I turn and
run.
Your cold
eyes
seem to follow me
as I run.
I trip and I fall on a
nail.
It goes through my
heart.
I die.
But I guess in the
end.
The lovers always
die.
I get it know.
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